It's been already 8 days since my quarterly nightmare began.
I've neglected my family, my boyfriend, my friends, my club duties, my room, my health, my beauty sleep, my ironing, my habit of reading newspapers in the morning, my beauty regime, my plants, my exercise, my dramas, my rooom...hang on, did I say my room again?
I'm almost there. Not quite actually, but I refused to overstay in this nightmare. There's gotta be some light out there.
Hang in there, baby. It'll be over soon.
I've neglected my family, my boyfriend, my friends, my club duties, my room, my health, my beauty sleep, my ironing, my habit of reading newspapers in the morning, my beauty regime, my plants, my exercise, my dramas, my rooom...hang on, did I say my room again?
I'm almost there. Not quite actually, but I refused to overstay in this nightmare. There's gotta be some light out there.
Hang in there, baby. It'll be over soon.
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You mean, there's something else out there beyond the 9-to-5 job that defines who we are?
;-)